Across the battlefield, Vikar had found his adversary.
He possessed manipulation of a unique type of energy, that felt dark and evil in nature. It was a blood red and when he drew this energy out from the centre of his body -where it was stored- he could grow dramatically in strength.
His name was Tyr, and he was named after the ancient god of war.
He was 6'3, taller than Vikar, and was around 200 pounds. He wasn't that muscular, but he was lean.
His hair was a swooshing ginger, that was closer to red than orange. He kept some of it back in a ponytail, like Vikar, but the majority of his hair was kept curly and free.
"Let's dance, Vikar!" Tyr declared boldly, before his body encapsulated itself in a fortified cloak of red energy.
*vmm*
